A silver mirror kept in my room,
showcasing everything in an impartial way,

It lits everything with it's silver gloom,
when it gets hit by the golden sunray...

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The handsome, innocent boy stares aimlessly into the abyss of which his black pupils offered,
Once home to the cheerful glee and full of joyous smiles, now remains lifeless Death with...